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By Jessica Lane
During my pregnancy, I found myself swept away in a daydream about labor, delivery, and the blissful early days of motherhood. I pictured a serene birth, cozy moments with my sleepy newborn, and that magical first encounter with my baby. Stories from fellow moms in my prenatal yoga class and various birth story podcasts convinced me that meeting my baby would be the highlight of my life. I meticulously planned every detail of that day, leaving no room for anything that deviated from my fairytale vision.
But, as many soon-to-be moms discover, reality often has other plans. My experience felt more like a scene from 500 Days of Summer, where the expectations clash with the cold hard truth. Instead of the euphoric joy I anticipated, I found myself thinking, “What have we done? I can’t handle this. I need assistance.” The guilt was suffocating. How could I already feel overwhelmed by fear just moments after my perfect baby entered the world?
As my little one grew into a colicky and demanding baby, my anxiety and frustration only deepened. I cared for her diligently—breastfeeding, holding, and ensuring her safety—but the deep, unconditional love I thought I was supposed to feel as a mother just didn’t materialize.
Then one night, as I nestled next to her to help her sleep, everything changed. She gazed into my eyes, her tiny hand brushing my face, and suddenly, after seven long months, I fell in love with my baby. It was a love that surpassed anything I had imagined.
Sharing these feelings is tough. I can already hear some readers thinking I’m a terrible person or an unfit mother for not instantly appreciating my new bundle of joy. But I think it’s vital to share my experience because I know I’m not alone. The glossy, idealistic portrayal of motherhood can leave many women feeling isolated and guilty when their reality doesn’t match up.
So here I am, sharing my journey to remind others that it’s perfectly okay if the bond doesn’t ignite right away. After months of navigating the challenges of motherhood, my emotions finally settled enough to let love flow in. It was a lonely, guilt-ridden path, but in the end, my daughter and I emerged with a bond that is unbreakable.
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Summary:
Postpartum bonding isn’t always immediate; for many mothers, the overwhelming feelings of love and connection can take time to develop. This article shares one mother’s journey through the early days of motherhood, emphasizing the importance of understanding that it’s okay to not feel an instant bond. It encourages other mothers to embrace their unique experiences without guilt.